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Background: This is a sequel to
"The Blow Job Task". You may want to read that story first here: /nifty/bisexual/college/pledge-class
Part one bridges between the previous story and now. Part two moves
into the action quickly. The story will be in eight parts in all
uploaded over the next couple weeks.
Thanks to everyone for so many positive e-mails about all my stories.

Three Years Later
Three years. It had been three years since they were in this spot.
There had been six of them then. Chet, Dylan, Austin, Brandon, Nick,
and Jared. The tasks had been challenging, but doable until that one
night of fucking those hideous women. That task had caused Jared to
drop out of the pledge process. None of them every spoke about that
night since.

Chet continued preparing the basement for the days ahead. As pledge
master, he was charged with coming up with and implementing each of the
tasks for the freshman class. He had been pledge master last year and
most of the Gamma Zeta Omega brothers had encouraged him to return in
the role. When Craig, the junior who had become class president,
specifically requested it, Chet agreed. He loved the opportunity to
indulge in his own twisted sense of relationships and sex.

It was the final task three years ago that changed everything. A week
of blowjobs (and other things) from sisters, a girlfriend, a brother,
and from their fellow pledges. Chet had discovered a whole new range of
opportunities. And while he still enjoyed an occasional hook-up with
another guy, he continued his previous pattern of sleeping with as many
hot girls as he could. His ongoing tryst with his sister Sam and her
husband Trevor had ended once Sam got pregnant. Thankfully, a DNA test
had shown that little Jackson didn't have his uncle for a father. But
Sam and Jackson had dropped him cold - as if their two-year incestuous
experiment never happened. That hurt Chet who had become somewhat
obsessed with the concept of incest between siblings.

Nick was unpacking the boxes of condoms. They had them shipped in by
the gross - especially for the coming week and a half. At 21, Nick
looked almost the same as he had at 18. Sure, he was a little more
mature in the face, but the spiky black hair, the perpetual tan, the
cheery smile that he had on his first day of college were all very
present. It had been a long road for Nick who had suffered the most
pain from their freshman pledge week. His longtime girlfriend Skye had
been his substitute in blowing his pledge brothers. That was hard
enough to handle. But when Skye's kinky side revealed itself that
night, she and Nick broke up and he went a bit off the deep end. Skye
and Nick had patched things up, it seemed, until Brian, their new Gamma
Zeta Omega brother, had discovered an amateur uploaded video on the
internet of Skye taking on three guys at once. After much debate among
the brothers, they had shown Nick the video. While Skye was devoted
when around Nick, back at her college, she was a sexual whirlwind
exploring her kinky, group, and exhibitionist longings.

Nick had lost it for a while again and took to writing terrible love
poetry. He was already a published author before college, but his new
works were disasters and his agent and publicist both dropped him. That
was a wake-up call. Nick began dating again, but had a tendency to fall
in love with the girls, even on the first date. Despite his charm and
good looks, it was smothering and ended most relationships quickly.
Nick began to find hope through physical activity: Skiing,
snowboarding, surfing, tennis, bike riding, parasailing, rock climbing,
even hang gliding, helped him find some inner peace. He started a new
book on "discovering your true self in nature" that several publishers
were considering favorably. He was dating casually now, trying hard not
to fall in love. He focused on girls, but had also been secretly having
a sex-only relationship with Neil, a sophomore in the fraternity who
was eager to project a heterosexual only image.

"Can you give me a hand, guys!" Chet called. At only 5'6", Chet was
having difficulty reinstalling the shield for one of the hidden cameras
that filled the basement. His tallest senior brothers, Austin, at 6'
even, and Dylan, at 6'3", stepped in to help their shorter fraternity
brother.

Austin was mighty skinny and pretty pale and had grown a ill-suited
goatee. His life was devoted to his entry into Medical School. He was
driven to perfection in class, and usually achieved it in everyone's
eyes but his own. His long days in the classroom and library, coupled
with eager nights with the freshmen girls on campus, left him little
opportunity to enjoy the sunshine, exercise, or the fraternity.
Austin's experience during their pledge week had revealed three things
to him: Sex with a man could be physically enjoyable, but he didn't any
desire for it at all. His skanky whore little sister was an amazing
fuck. And he was totally hot for girls much younger than himself. After
a little unpleasantness during his freshman year regarding some high
school girls, Austin had stuck with the youngest looking college girls.
Now, as a senior, he had eagerly begun to sample the new freshman class.

Austin had not touched his sister Jess in two years. For a while, they
were fucking non-stop whenever he went home for vacations. But his
sophomore year, she discovered she was pregnant. The list of possible
fathers was long, but Austin was right at the top. Jess, at 17, had an
abortion and right after high school graduation ran off with a
much-older boyfriend. While they still talked occasionally online, he
hadn't seen her in person in over eight months. Since the events
immediately surrounding his freshman pledge year, Austin had not been
with another guy - except what had been forced upon him in the last two
pledge classes. Austin, in fact, hated pledging time especially as Chet
made the pledges do more and more gay things with the older fraternity
brothers. He was helping out in the basement now out of sheer
obligation to his fraternity and fellow brothers. But he dreaded what
was to come and how he might be forced to be involved.

Dylan was an even more stunning specimen than he had been as a
freshman: 22 years old, 6'3", tussled brown hair, and beautiful pale
blue eyes And that was just with his clothes on. Undressed, he had a
perfectly toned and shaped body - just the right amount of muscle to
highlight the best in a man's physique, not an ounce of excess body
fat. And all of it natural through genetics and many hours in the gym.
Dylan had gone through a variety of relationship phases since freshman
year: He had slept around with both girls and guys. He had dated both
girls and girls. He had been hopelessly involved and in love with his
younger brother, Doug. He had stopped speaking to his brother for a
while. He had been in long-term straight relationships. And that's
where he was now. Madison, a stunning curly-haired brunette junior in
their sister sorority, Epsilon Theta Omicron, and Dylan had been
together for three months now. Dylan possibly imagined he might propose
at the end of the year, but he knew that being apart next year would
make that difficult. Plus he had omitted a few details of his sexual
adventures, especially the ones about his brother Doug. And maybe there
was something to be said to be unencumbered as a minor league baseball
player.

Doug was now a freshman at the college and part of the new pledge
class. Dylan had begged his brother not to come to the same school and
then not to pledge GZO, but Doug wasn't one to listen. Doug had taken a
year off after high school and should technically been a sophomore by
now. But he spent a year volunteering in "America's Teachers," a
program for future educators working with disadvantaged kids across the
country. While Doug was generally excellent in his work with the kids,
his year should have been called "America's Fuckers," as he made new
friends in every city they visited. Doug had enjoyed his sexual
explorations with the pledges when they were freshmen and knew a lot
more fun could be in store. Plus it was a great school and a great frat.

Dylan's baseball career had also skyrocketed. His fielding at third
base had begun to shine and he had gone on a power tear in the second
half of last season. Scouts that had seen him as a marginal prospect
with little chance of being drafted now took notice. His agent told him
he had a good shot of receiving a decent offer - he figured most likely
from the Minnesota Twins, Houston Astros, or Tampa Bay Devil Rays if he
played similarly this season. And there was word that the Los Angeles
Dodgers would take him. That prospect made him salivate. But he
believed no team would touch him if they knew about his gay
experiences. And no one outside his inner circle knew about him and his
brother. Doug's arrival was a harbinger of doom, Dylan feared. Doug was
sworn to secrecy about talking about the blowjob task and, at Dylan's
insistence, had been completely heterosexual since arriving at school.
But Dylan was sure that all his secrets would leave the safety of their
fraternity and destroy his baseball dreams.

"That's it," Chet nodded, satisfied at the work the four seniors had
done in preparing all they needed for the remaining tasks.

"Oh, we're too late?" The boys turned to the stairs and saw Brandon and
Logan enter. Brandon, the other senior, was a blond drop-dead gorgeous
22-year-old. He literally turned heads on the street and could have
been an Abercrombie model in a heartbeat. Logan, his 20-year-old junior
boyfriend, also a fraternity brother, was beautiful in his own right
with shoulder-length dirty blond hair, long sideburns, and rock-hard
washboard abs.

"Nice timing," sneered Austin. His discomfort with homosexuality was
exacerbated by Logan who he thought was a little...swishy. Logan was
sometimes a walking gay stereotype. Even now he spoke with a slight
lisp and loved to give air kisses. And though he was a monster on the
basketball court, defending well against Austin in pick-up games
despite being 4 inches shorter, he seemed to just radiate "gay." Austin
knew he was being a bit of a homophobe - that he was more comfortable
with Brandon who "acted straight." What gave Austin some pause and
encouragement was Ethan. Only 16 months younger than Logan, Ethan was
nothing like his brother. The freshman was shy, reserved, and
uncomfortable around gay issues in contrast to Logan's ebullience and
open sexuality. Plus everyone agreed Ethan seemed nice and until Logan
started dating Brandon, most people thought he was a dick, Ethan was
also part of the new pledge class with Doug.

"Sorry, got tied up," Brandon said and both boys burst in laughter.
Chet joined in, aware of some of the games his former roommate and
still close friend played.

"So we're done?" Dylan interrupted. He wanted to get another session in
the gym before dinner.

"Not quite," they were informed by Chet. "The room is set, but we have
to make the rules - I'll do that - and figure out who is going to do
the actual judging and counting in the fuck-a-thon."

"I thought we all watch through the cameras?" Nick asked.

"Yes, but someone has to be in charge of counting each pledge. Dylan,
do you want to count Doug?" Chet turned to the athlete.

"No. Someone else should do it," Dylan looked towards the floor.

"I will," Brandon offered. Brandon had enjoyed an incredible unexpected
night with Doug back when Brandon was a freshman and Doug was in High
School. They had later been joined by Dylan in an size-queen's fantasy:
Two incredibly built brothers with (then) 18" of cock between them.
While he hadn't repeated the experience with either - together or apart
- he had a strong fondness for Doug and would enjoy being his counter.

Brandon was very mellow compared to his boyfriend's energy. His more
reserved nature and magazine cover good looks sometimes caused people
to underestimate his abilities and ambition. They usually regretted
that as Brandon was a business wizard. He had founded several different
business ventures during his college years, was technically a self-made
millionaire already, and was headed towards the top of some lucky
company - if they were progressive enough to hire an openly gay
brilliant young executive.

"Okay, so Brandon will count for Doug. Are you counting your brother,
Logan? And is Craig counting Caleb?" Chet continued.

"I don't think siblings should count each other," Nick piped in. "I
think it is a potential bias. Plus Craig isn't supposed to get involved
directly as president." Nick had found he had a slight crush on Caleb.

After a little more discussion, they divided it up. Chet would oversee
the whole thing as pledge master. Brandon would count for Doug, Austin
for Ethan, Nick for Caleb, and Dylan for Jaden. "It's all seniors, so
it's all fair," Chet concluded.

"What is Jaden going to do?" Nick turned to Brandon and Logan.

"Are you asking us because he's also gay?" Logan responded
sarcastically. "'Cause we don't know what he's going to do anymore than
you do!"

"It'll be interesting to watch," Brandon added more conciliatory, "He
might learn something knew about himself just as we did." Nick broke
into a big smile that made everyone else smile and relax.

The boys headed out of the basement ready for the evening's task.
Tonight was going to be fun.

To be continued...

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sibling to take their place (7 parts, last post 1/15/06) /nifty/bisexual/college/pledge-classThe Sex Life of Zack and Cody (Found
in Gay:Celebrity) - Zack and Cody Martin discover they have more in
common than just being identical twins one afternoon in their suite.
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(Found in Gay:High School) - Four high school students - a junior, his
freshman younger brother, his junior best friend, and a senior - are
stuck in a hotel room together on a youth group trip. With nothing to
do, they decide to play truth or dare with unexpected results. (3
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